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𐙚⋆.˚ CHOERRY — 23. black. she/her. infp

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Snowed In❄️ | 정윤호

☀ synopsis: after a snowstorm leaves you stranded in Seoul, you are forced to spend Christmas with your roommate, Yunho, and things quickly get heated!

☀ pairing: jeong yunho x fem! reader

☀ wc:  3.1k

☀ genre + cw: smut!, very little fluff, porn little plot, roommates, gift giving, dry humping, big dick! yunho, oral (f), vaginal! fingering, cum eating, finger sucking (yunho), rough sex, multiple orgasms, protected sex, pet names (baby), confessions

a/n: for nel <3 thank you for the request I hope you enjoy!

this is a work of fiction and is not meant to be a realistic representation of any of the real people mentioned.

For the last two days, you had been stuck in Seoul after a snowstorm unceremoniously decided to show its face the day you were set to fly back home. To say you were devastated was an understatement. It’s been years since you last saw your family in person, let alone for a holiday. You were highly anticipating stepping foot back into your childhood home, spending  Christmas in the warmth of your grandmother's home, and catching up with your relatives. Instead, you would be spending Christmas with your hot roommate, Jeong Yunho.

Since the snowstorm left you both stranded inside your shared apartment, you and Yunho forged an unspoken routine over the past two days. Starting the day by making breakfast together, sharing innocent touches that could easily be brushed off as accidents, laughing at whatever came to mind as you both ate at your dining table. The rest of the day would be spent gaming, something you quickly realized you had a talent for, or doing your own thing while in the same space. At night, you always came together to watch old Christmas movies in your living room.

From the time spent, it was apparent there was some kind of tension between you two, and you couldn’t deny that, for a while, you’d developed a crush on Yunho. After each touch, your mind ran wild on how it would feel to have his hands caress the expanse of your body, to have him undress you either with frantic need or with the patience of a saint, taking his time to etch out every curve of your body. You didn’t miss the way his eyes would flit down to your lips as you spoke, or linger a little too long on your ass when you just so happen to turn around or bend to get something from the fridge. It was hard to ignore, and a part of you was starting to feel bold.

It was nighttime, and you and Yunho were currently watching A Christmas Story. You sat snugly in the middle of your shared couch, wrapped warmly in a blanket, with Yunho sitting just a few feet away in the corner. The day had passed relatively smoothly. Yunho had woken you up with a surprise breakfast. The table had been set with various Korean dishes that he said his mom always made for Christmas. You had enjoyed every last dish he’d made, never failing to make your satisfaction be known. After breakfast, you’d both lazed around the living room like every other day.

You felt his eyes staring holes into the side of your head. For the past few minutes, Yunho had been shifting in his spot, the restless energy starting to rub off on you.

You hear him clear his throat before he finally speaks up, “Uhh, y/n.” His voice came out shaky, his nervousness hard to ignore.

You turn towards him, humming in acknowledgement. Instead of saying anything, he holds out a small box in the palm of his hand. “For you,” he whispers.

Your eyes go wide in shock.” M-me?” you stutter, barely processing what is happening. You quickly pause the movie, eyes shifting from the present in his hand to his face, trying to decipher if this was all a prank or not.  The sides of Yunho’s lips curve into a shy smile. “Yes, for you.”

Timidly, you scoot closer to him, taking the small box from his hand. The gift was perfectly wrapped in red and gold wrapping paper, topped with a golden bow. Ripping at the wrapping paper, a blue velvet box embroidered in gold lettering was revealed. You gasp, immediately recognizing the brand name as your favorite jewelry shop that you’d frequented on several occasions. You open the box, revealing a golden sun and moon pendant necklace.

“Yunho…” You look up at him, eyes blown even wider. “You didn’t hav-”

“I wanted to,” he quickly cuts you off. “I saw it and decided to get it on a whim.”

You don’t know what took over you, but without a second thought, you tackle him into a hug, thanking him and conveying your gratitude for the gift. You weren’t expecting anything, at least not from Yunho, and you couldn’t lie and say it didn’t tug at your heartstrings to be thought of in this way. You didn’t know he paid that much attention to you in the small moments when you talked, but his gift proved otherwise. Yunho wraps his arms around your waist, hugging you back, giving you a tight squeeze. You stay in his embrace, relishing in the warmth his body radiates.

When you pull away, you feel the shift, the moment when the warm air between you two becomes thick and hot with tension. The tension you’d both been not-so-carefully building over the past two days was spilling out at that moment. Your eyes bore into his, his coffee-brown orbs locking heavily onto yours. Your breath quickened, seeing pure desire swirling behind Yunho’s eyes, and you knew yours reflected the same intent. Before you could make a move, he leans in first. 

Plush lips brush against yours, the action tentative, giving you every opportunity to pull away. To shut everything down before it was too late and went too far. Instead, you tug Yunho closer by the collar of his shirt and crush your lips together in a searing kiss. Your body buzzes as you both hungrily devour each other, every uncoordinated action coaxing muffled moans out of you. You move to straddle his lap, never once breaking apart. The outline of his bulge ghosts across your pussy, the clothes you wore doing little to hide his growing arousal.

You break from the kiss, forehead pressing firmly against his, as your harsh breaths intertwine, both of you trying to catch your breath. The cloudy haze you felt building rendered your brain into complete mush, all sense of logic thrown out the window from just a kiss. You grind your hips down over his bulge, earning a loud hiss from Yunho. His hand shot up, tightly holding on to your hips.

“Unless you want to get fucked through this couch, I suggest you stop,” he growls, digging his fingers painfully deeper into your supple skin.

“Is that a threat or a promise?” You challenge, smirking under his intense gaze. 

 “It’s whatever you want it to be.” You moan from his words, grinding down even harder onto his cock.

“Promise me you’ll fuck me really good then.” Those words were enough to push Yunho into action. He flips you over, pinning you flush against the cushion of the couch. His large hands encompass your wrist over your head, leaving you immobilized. He grounds his dick against your core, earning a whiny moan from you. In a blur, your pajama pants were off, revealing the red lace panties you wore underneath. A growl rumbles low in Yunho’s chest.

“Fuck-” he whispers, staring intently at your panties. Letting go of one of your wrists, his fingers gingerly skate down the expanse of your body. Ghosting down your neck, over the curve of your breast, caressing your hip with light touches while playing with the waistband of the thin lace. You let out a shaky breath; each touch sent shock waves to your clit. You lift your hips, desperate to feel some sort of friction, hoping it would encourage Yunho to touch you where you needed it the most. Instead, his hand grips your hips, firmly pinning you down again.

“Don’t move.” His finger curls around your waistband, ripping your panties off in one swift movement. “Oh my god!” you squeal, staring up at Yunho in disbelief. You didn’t know whether to be mad that he’d ripped your brand-new panties or turned on by his actions.

Yunho let go of your arm, moving down until he was positioned between your legs. He grips your thighs and spreads your legs open until you are on full display for him. He licks at his lips, eyeing your already wet folds as they glisten under the golden hues from the fairy lights hung around the living room. “God, you’re already so fucking wet,” he groans. 

He places gentle kisses on the inside of your thighs, lightly nipping at the skin every so often, coaxing small moans and whines out of you. You could feel your pussy beginning to throb even more, already anticipating the moment his tongue touched your core. The closer he got to your pussy, his warm breath fanning over your folds, his lips quickly moved past where you wanted him the most, instead showing the same attentiveness to your other thigh. Frustration slowly began to build the longer he took to relieve the incessant ache forming in the pit of your stomach.

“Yunho, I want-“ Before you could finish your complaint, his tongue rolled out, giving a small kitten lick to your clit. Yunho smirks when he hears you release a choked moan. He flattens his tongue, licking a trail from your hole to your clit, lapping up your juices. Your hands reach out, threading through his hair, and gripping tightly at his roots as his tongue continues to flick over your clit. 

“You feel so good,” you moan, earning a muffled groan from Yunho, who was feverishly eating your pussy. His mouth closes around your clit, sucking at the sensitive bud, eyes peering up at you, gauging your reaction. You lock eyes with Yunho, eyes glossed over with pleasure, watching him suck greedily on your clit. You wanted more. You needed more.

“More. Please,” you whine, feeling your orgasm slowly start to peak from the thought, the heat in your stomach bubbling like lava in an active volcano. Yunho’s finger circles your entrance, letting your juices coat his long fingers. He inserts his digit inside of you, slowly pumping the finger in and out of your pussy, working you open. 

“Fuck yes,” you hiss, feeling your legs begin to tremble when he quickly adds another, the stretch searing but satisfying. They curl in and out of you in search of your sweet spot while his tongue continues to circle your clit. You gasp when the pads of his finger graze over the sensitive spot, your grip in his hair tightening. His fingers dance on your sweet spot, coaxing the heat within your stomach to rise with each plunge.

“I-I’m gonna-” The sound of your slick fills your ears, the faster he works his fingers. The familiar tension rips through as you reach your peak, your pussy spasming around his fingers as he continues, helping you ride out your orgasm. “You taste so fucking good,” Yunho groans once he pulls away, inserting his cum-soaked fingers into his mouth. He maintains eye contact as he sucks his fingers clean, the erotic visual making you squirm under his heated gaze.

Yunho stands from the couch, scurrying off to his room. You lay there waiting for him to return, still trying to catch your breath. You couldn’t believe that you were about to fuck your roommate. A moment you’d fantasized about coming true in that very moment. When Yunho returns, condom in hand, he briskly removes his pants and briefs in one go. His cock, long and heavy, hangs between his legs, the tip already leaking precum.

You bite at your bottom lip, already imagining being stuffed full with his cock, feeling the veins that bulge out along his shaft grazing your walls with each thrust as he pounds into your pussy without pause.

“You like what you see?” Yunho questions. You pull your eyes away from his dick, looking up to see a sly smirk spread across his face. You scoff, feigning unphased despite your mouth watering at the mere thought of it.”Just because your dick is big doesn't mean you know what to do with it.”

Yunho raises his eyebrows in amusement, ripping open the foil packet with his teeth, before sliding the condom around his length. “I can show you better than I can tell you.” He kneels on the couch, finding his way back in between your spread legs. He rubs the head of his cock at your entrance before sliding in. You moan out, feeling his cock push further into you, inch by inch at an achingly slow speed. The stretch was intense, the perfect mix of pain and pleasure, that had your toes curling. “Kiss me,” you breathe out, needing a distraction and wanting to feel Yunho swallow you whole.

Towering over your splayed out form, Yunho props onto his elbows, pressing his lips against yours in a searing kiss. The kiss this time was different, not frantic and uncoordinated like before. It was as if Yunho was staking his claim over you. The way his lips lapped at yours, intentionally swallowing every whine and moan you let out, the further his cock pressed into you.

You both gasp once he finally bottoms out, Yunho whispering a slew of curse words against your lips, feeling your heat squeeze around him. “Fuckkk,” he groans, thrusting in and out of your pussy achingly slow, trying to help you adjust to his size. The more he moves, the more you feel your pussy greedily suck him back in. Yunho finds his rhythm, pulling out halfway only to slam back in, abruptly knocking the breath from your lungs.  Your mouth falls open on a silent moan when you feel the head of his cock brush against the sensitive bud. As if already knowing Yunho increases his speed, roughly fucking inside of you. You finally moan, the noise guttural and all out feral as you drown in the pleasure he was giving you.

“Right there! Fuck yes, right there!” you cry out, your hands scramble to find purchase, digging into his back to keep yourself steady. His hips snap forward, the sound of skin slapping against skin mixing in with your pitchy moans. The pleasure was dizzying, rapidly becoming overwhelming in the best way. You wrap your legs around Yunho’s waist, pulling him flush against you, the action pushing his cock impossibly deeper into your pussy. You cling to him, nails digging down the expanse of his back, sure to leave marks.

“You’re squeezing around me so fucking tight,” Yunho groans, picking up his pace. The way he plowed into your pussy had you seeing stars, mindlessly babbling about how good he fucked you and how full you felt. Yunho soaked in every word, using your chants as stamina to fuck you even faster.

The familiar heat began to build in your stomach again, as he continued to pound into your sopping cunt. Your pussy fluttered around his dick, earning the most sexy moans you’d ever heard. “Fuck y/n, I’m so close.” He buries his face in the crook of your neck, nipping and sucking at your sweat-slicked skin. The constant pace he kept up gradually turned into erratic and sloppy thrusts as Yunho chased his release.

“Yu-Yunho, I’m gonna cum,” your eyes squeeze, trying your hardest to hold back. You didn’t want the moment to end any time soon. The way Yunho fucked you was bound to have you weak in the knees, feigning for more just from the mere thought of him.

“Cum for me, baby,” he moans. 

After a few more pointed thrusts, your release washes over, your entire body spasming and shaking uncontrollably.  You cry out his name, the sound prompting Yunho’s own orgasm to follow quickly after yours, his cock twitching wildly inside your pussy as spurts of his cum fill the condom. He continues to fuck into you, helping both of you ride your orgasm out until you are completely satiated. 

He fully collapses on top of you, nuzzling his face deeper into the crook of your neck. Small butterfly kisses are peppered along the column of your neck. Each kiss coaxes your body to come down from its high, until your breaths even out back to normal. Once you both calm down, Yunho slowly pulls out of you; the drag is uncomfortable now that you’re settled. He stands up, sliding the soiled condom off his softening dick.

“Stay there,” he says, walking away towards his room. You lay there still trying to wrap your head around everything that just took place. One moment you were both watching a movie, the next he’s giving you a Christmas present, and then he’s fucking you into the couch. If you had a solid piece of mind, you would be beating yourself up, trying to find a way to minimize the severity of your actions, but the post sex brain couldn’t find any faults; if anything, a sense of relief washes over you, and not a single regret could be found.

Yunho walks back in, dressed in a new set of pajamas, with a towel in hand and extra clothes slung over his shoulders. He kneels on the side of the couch, carefully wiping the damp towel over your sensitive folds. You let him clean you up, only thanking him, not fully knowing what else to say or if you should speak at all about what happened. He removes your pajama shirt and dresses you in his own shirt, the long-sleeve falling to your mid-thigh.

Yunho clears his throat, finally making eye contact with you. “I know the order of this may be completely all over the place, but after everything that just happened, it just feels right to say.” He takes your hand into his, giving it a slight squeeze, “I like you y/n. And no, I’m not saying that because we just had sex. I truly mean it. I’ve liked you for quite some time now, but never knew how to say it. I didn’t think you would feel the same, and didn’t want things to become awkward between us if I did speak up, and you didn’t feel the same…” Yunho continues to ramble nervously, going on and on about his worries. You can’t help but smile at how cute and thoughtful he is. You lean in, pressing a gentle kiss on his lips, stopping him from overthinking.

“I like you too, Yunho.” His eyes widened, mouth curling into a big, dopey smile. He leans back in, hands curling around the nape of your neck as his lips reclaim yours in a heated kiss. Relief blooms in your chest, allowing you to relax into the kiss. When you pull apart, you both can’t help the cheesy grin that forms, content sighs falling past your lips.

“I should definitely take you on a proper date before we make this official,” Yunho chuckles, earning a laugh from you.

Yunho quickly settles onto the couch behind you, pulling you into his chest. You nuzzle against him, making yourself comfortable in his arms as he presses play, prompting the movie to start again. You would say that despite the unfortunate events, this Christmas turned out to be a sex-cess.

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Thank you so much friend! 🤍 I absolutely loved this piece! I was giggling & kicking my feet reading 🤭

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thank you so much for the request!! I had such a fun time writing it and it gave me motivation to start writing more for this blog!🫶🏾

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Snowed In❄️ | 정윤호

☀ synopsis: after a snowstorm leaves you stranded in Seoul, you are forced to spend Christmas with your roommate, Yunho, and things quickly get heated!

☀ pairing: jeong yunho x fem! reader

☀ wc:  3.1k

☀ genre + cw: smut!, very little fluff, porn little plot, roommates, gift giving, dry humping, big dick! yunho, oral (f), vaginal! fingering, cum eating, finger sucking (yunho), rough sex, multiple orgasms, protected sex, pet names (baby), confessions

a/n: for nel <3 thank you for the request I hope you enjoy!

this is a work of fiction and is not meant to be a realistic representation of any of the real people mentioned.

For the last two days, you had been stuck in Seoul after a snowstorm unceremoniously decided to show its face the day you were set to fly back home. To say you were devastated was an understatement. It’s been years since you last saw your family in person, let alone for a holiday. You were highly anticipating stepping foot back into your childhood home, spending  Christmas in the warmth of your grandmother's home, and catching up with your relatives. Instead, you would be spending Christmas with your hot roommate, Jeong Yunho.

Since the snowstorm left you both stranded inside your shared apartment, you and Yunho forged an unspoken routine over the past two days. Starting the day by making breakfast together, sharing innocent touches that could easily be brushed off as accidents, laughing at whatever came to mind as you both ate at your dining table. The rest of the day would be spent gaming, something you quickly realized you had a talent for, or doing your own thing while in the same space. At night, you always came together to watch old Christmas movies in your living room.

From the time spent, it was apparent there was some kind of tension between you two, and you couldn’t deny that, for a while, you’d developed a crush on Yunho. After each touch, your mind ran wild on how it would feel to have his hands caress the expanse of your body, to have him undress you either with frantic need or with the patience of a saint, taking his time to etch out every curve of your body. You didn’t miss the way his eyes would flit down to your lips as you spoke, or linger a little too long on your ass when you just so happen to turn around or bend to get something from the fridge. It was hard to ignore, and a part of you was starting to feel bold.

It was nighttime, and you and Yunho were currently watching A Christmas Story. You sat snugly in the middle of your shared couch, wrapped warmly in a blanket, with Yunho sitting just a few feet away in the corner. The day had passed relatively smoothly. Yunho had woken you up with a surprise breakfast. The table had been set with various Korean dishes that he said his mom always made for Christmas. You had enjoyed every last dish he’d made, never failing to make your satisfaction be known. After breakfast, you’d both lazed around the living room like every other day.

You felt his eyes staring holes into the side of your head. For the past few minutes, Yunho had been shifting in his spot, the restless energy starting to rub off on you.

You hear him clear his throat before he finally speaks up, “Uhh, y/n.” His voice came out shaky, his nervousness hard to ignore.

You turn towards him, humming in acknowledgement. Instead of saying anything, he holds out a small box in the palm of his hand. “For you,” he whispers.

Your eyes go wide in shock.” M-me?” you stutter, barely processing what is happening. You quickly pause the movie, eyes shifting from the present in his hand to his face, trying to decipher if this was all a prank or not.  The sides of Yunho’s lips curve into a shy smile. “Yes, for you.”

Timidly, you scoot closer to him, taking the small box from his hand. The gift was perfectly wrapped in red and gold wrapping paper, topped with a golden bow. Ripping at the wrapping paper, a blue velvet box embroidered in gold lettering was revealed. You gasp, immediately recognizing the brand name as your favorite jewelry shop that you’d frequented on several occasions. You open the box, revealing a golden sun and moon pendant necklace.

“Yunho…” You look up at him, eyes blown even wider. “You didn’t hav-”

“I wanted to,” he quickly cuts you off. “I saw it and decided to get it on a whim.”

You don’t know what took over you, but without a second thought, you tackle him into a hug, thanking him and conveying your gratitude for the gift. You weren’t expecting anything, at least not from Yunho, and you couldn’t lie and say it didn’t tug at your heartstrings to be thought of in this way. You didn’t know he paid that much attention to you in the small moments when you talked, but his gift proved otherwise. Yunho wraps his arms around your waist, hugging you back, giving you a tight squeeze. You stay in his embrace, relishing in the warmth his body radiates.

When you pull away, you feel the shift, the moment when the warm air between you two becomes thick and hot with tension. The tension you’d both been not-so-carefully building over the past two days was spilling out at that moment. Your eyes bore into his, his coffee-brown orbs locking heavily onto yours. Your breath quickened, seeing pure desire swirling behind Yunho’s eyes, and you knew yours reflected the same intent. Before you could make a move, he leans in first. 

Plush lips brush against yours, the action tentative, giving you every opportunity to pull away. To shut everything down before it was too late and went too far. Instead, you tug Yunho closer by the collar of his shirt and crush your lips together in a searing kiss. Your body buzzes as you both hungrily devour each other, every uncoordinated action coaxing muffled moans out of you. You move to straddle his lap, never once breaking apart. The outline of his bulge ghosts across your pussy, the clothes you wore doing little to hide his growing arousal.

You break from the kiss, forehead pressing firmly against his, as your harsh breaths intertwine, both of you trying to catch your breath. The cloudy haze you felt building rendered your brain into complete mush, all sense of logic thrown out the window from just a kiss. You grind your hips down over his bulge, earning a loud hiss from Yunho. His hand shot up, tightly holding on to your hips.

“Unless you want to get fucked through this couch, I suggest you stop,” he growls, digging his fingers painfully deeper into your supple skin.

“Is that a threat or a promise?” You challenge, smirking under his intense gaze. 

 “It’s whatever you want it to be.” You moan from his words, grinding down even harder onto his cock.

“Promise me you’ll fuck me really good then.” Those words were enough to push Yunho into action. He flips you over, pinning you flush against the cushion of the couch. His large hands encompass your wrist over your head, leaving you immobilized. He grounds his dick against your core, earning a whiny moan from you. In a blur, your pajama pants were off, revealing the red lace panties you wore underneath. A growl rumbles low in Yunho’s chest.

“Fuck-” he whispers, staring intently at your panties. Letting go of one of your wrists, his fingers gingerly skate down the expanse of your body. Ghosting down your neck, over the curve of your breast, caressing your hip with light touches while playing with the waistband of the thin lace. You let out a shaky breath; each touch sent shock waves to your clit. You lift your hips, desperate to feel some sort of friction, hoping it would encourage Yunho to touch you where you needed it the most. Instead, his hand grips your hips, firmly pinning you down again.

“Don’t move.” His finger curls around your waistband, ripping your panties off in one swift movement. “Oh my god!” you squeal, staring up at Yunho in disbelief. You didn’t know whether to be mad that he’d ripped your brand-new panties or turned on by his actions.

Yunho let go of your arm, moving down until he was positioned between your legs. He grips your thighs and spreads your legs open until you are on full display for him. He licks at his lips, eyeing your already wet folds as they glisten under the golden hues from the fairy lights hung around the living room. “God, you’re already so fucking wet,” he groans. 

He places gentle kisses on the inside of your thighs, lightly nipping at the skin every so often, coaxing small moans and whines out of you. You could feel your pussy beginning to throb even more, already anticipating the moment his tongue touched your core. The closer he got to your pussy, his warm breath fanning over your folds, his lips quickly moved past where you wanted him the most, instead showing the same attentiveness to your other thigh. Frustration slowly began to build the longer he took to relieve the incessant ache forming in the pit of your stomach.

“Yunho, I want-“ Before you could finish your complaint, his tongue rolled out, giving a small kitten lick to your clit. Yunho smirks when he hears you release a choked moan. He flattens his tongue, licking a trail from your hole to your clit, lapping up your juices. Your hands reach out, threading through his hair, and gripping tightly at his roots as his tongue continues to flick over your clit. 

“You feel so good,” you moan, earning a muffled groan from Yunho, who was feverishly eating your pussy. His mouth closes around your clit, sucking at the sensitive bud, eyes peering up at you, gauging your reaction. You lock eyes with Yunho, eyes glossed over with pleasure, watching him suck greedily on your clit. You wanted more. You needed more.

“More. Please,” you whine, feeling your orgasm slowly start to peak from the thought, the heat in your stomach bubbling like lava in an active volcano. Yunho’s finger circles your entrance, letting your juices coat his long fingers. He inserts his digit inside of you, slowly pumping the finger in and out of your pussy, working you open. 

“Fuck yes,” you hiss, feeling your legs begin to tremble when he quickly adds another, the stretch searing but satisfying. They curl in and out of you in search of your sweet spot while his tongue continues to circle your clit. You gasp when the pads of his finger graze over the sensitive spot, your grip in his hair tightening. His fingers dance on your sweet spot, coaxing the heat within your stomach to rise with each plunge.

“I-I’m gonna-” The sound of your slick fills your ears, the faster he works his fingers. The familiar tension rips through as you reach your peak, your pussy spasming around his fingers as he continues, helping you ride out your orgasm. “You taste so fucking good,” Yunho groans once he pulls away, inserting his cum-soaked fingers into his mouth. He maintains eye contact as he sucks his fingers clean, the erotic visual making you squirm under his heated gaze.

Yunho stands from the couch, scurrying off to his room. You lay there waiting for him to return, still trying to catch your breath. You couldn’t believe that you were about to fuck your roommate. A moment you’d fantasized about coming true in that very moment. When Yunho returns, condom in hand, he briskly removes his pants and briefs in one go. His cock, long and heavy, hangs between his legs, the tip already leaking precum.

You bite at your bottom lip, already imagining being stuffed full with his cock, feeling the veins that bulge out along his shaft grazing your walls with each thrust as he pounds into your pussy without pause.

“You like what you see?” Yunho questions. You pull your eyes away from his dick, looking up to see a sly smirk spread across his face. You scoff, feigning unphased despite your mouth watering at the mere thought of it.”Just because your dick is big doesn't mean you know what to do with it.”

Yunho raises his eyebrows in amusement, ripping open the foil packet with his teeth, before sliding the condom around his length. “I can show you better than I can tell you.” He kneels on the couch, finding his way back in between your spread legs. He rubs the head of his cock at your entrance before sliding in. You moan out, feeling his cock push further into you, inch by inch at an achingly slow speed. The stretch was intense, the perfect mix of pain and pleasure, that had your toes curling. “Kiss me,” you breathe out, needing a distraction and wanting to feel Yunho swallow you whole.

Towering over your splayed out form, Yunho props onto his elbows, pressing his lips against yours in a searing kiss. The kiss this time was different, not frantic and uncoordinated like before. It was as if Yunho was staking his claim over you. The way his lips lapped at yours, intentionally swallowing every whine and moan you let out, the further his cock pressed into you.

You both gasp once he finally bottoms out, Yunho whispering a slew of curse words against your lips, feeling your heat squeeze around him. “Fuckkk,” he groans, thrusting in and out of your pussy achingly slow, trying to help you adjust to his size. The more he moves, the more you feel your pussy greedily suck him back in. Yunho finds his rhythm, pulling out halfway only to slam back in, abruptly knocking the breath from your lungs.  Your mouth falls open on a silent moan when you feel the head of his cock brush against the sensitive bud. As if already knowing Yunho increases his speed, roughly fucking inside of you. You finally moan, the noise guttural and all out feral as you drown in the pleasure he was giving you.

“Right there! Fuck yes, right there!” you cry out, your hands scramble to find purchase, digging into his back to keep yourself steady. His hips snap forward, the sound of skin slapping against skin mixing in with your pitchy moans. The pleasure was dizzying, rapidly becoming overwhelming in the best way. You wrap your legs around Yunho’s waist, pulling him flush against you, the action pushing his cock impossibly deeper into your pussy. You cling to him, nails digging down the expanse of his back, sure to leave marks.

“You’re squeezing around me so fucking tight,” Yunho groans, picking up his pace. The way he plowed into your pussy had you seeing stars, mindlessly babbling about how good he fucked you and how full you felt. Yunho soaked in every word, using your chants as stamina to fuck you even faster.

The familiar heat began to build in your stomach again, as he continued to pound into your sopping cunt. Your pussy fluttered around his dick, earning the most sexy moans you’d ever heard. “Fuck y/n, I’m so close.” He buries his face in the crook of your neck, nipping and sucking at your sweat-slicked skin. The constant pace he kept up gradually turned into erratic and sloppy thrusts as Yunho chased his release.

“Yu-Yunho, I’m gonna cum,” your eyes squeeze, trying your hardest to hold back. You didn’t want the moment to end any time soon. The way Yunho fucked you was bound to have you weak in the knees, feigning for more just from the mere thought of him.

“Cum for me, baby,” he moans. 

After a few more pointed thrusts, your release washes over, your entire body spasming and shaking uncontrollably.  You cry out his name, the sound prompting Yunho’s own orgasm to follow quickly after yours, his cock twitching wildly inside your pussy as spurts of his cum fill the condom. He continues to fuck into you, helping both of you ride your orgasm out until you are completely satiated. 

He fully collapses on top of you, nuzzling his face deeper into the crook of your neck. Small butterfly kisses are peppered along the column of your neck. Each kiss coaxes your body to come down from its high, until your breaths even out back to normal. Once you both calm down, Yunho slowly pulls out of you; the drag is uncomfortable now that you’re settled. He stands up, sliding the soiled condom off his softening dick.

“Stay there,” he says, walking away towards his room. You lay there still trying to wrap your head around everything that just took place. One moment you were both watching a movie, the next he’s giving you a Christmas present, and then he’s fucking you into the couch. If you had a solid piece of mind, you would be beating yourself up, trying to find a way to minimize the severity of your actions, but the post sex brain couldn’t find any faults; if anything, a sense of relief washes over you, and not a single regret could be found.

Yunho walks back in, dressed in a new set of pajamas, with a towel in hand and extra clothes slung over his shoulders. He kneels on the side of the couch, carefully wiping the damp towel over your sensitive folds. You let him clean you up, only thanking him, not fully knowing what else to say or if you should speak at all about what happened. He removes your pajama shirt and dresses you in his own shirt, the long-sleeve falling to your mid-thigh.

Yunho clears his throat, finally making eye contact with you. “I know the order of this may be completely all over the place, but after everything that just happened, it just feels right to say.” He takes your hand into his, giving it a slight squeeze, “I like you y/n. And no, I’m not saying that because we just had sex. I truly mean it. I’ve liked you for quite some time now, but never knew how to say it. I didn’t think you would feel the same, and didn’t want things to become awkward between us if I did speak up, and you didn’t feel the same…” Yunho continues to ramble nervously, going on and on about his worries. You can’t help but smile at how cute and thoughtful he is. You lean in, pressing a gentle kiss on his lips, stopping him from overthinking.

“I like you too, Yunho.” His eyes widened, mouth curling into a big, dopey smile. He leans back in, hands curling around the nape of your neck as his lips reclaim yours in a heated kiss. Relief blooms in your chest, allowing you to relax into the kiss. When you pull apart, you both can’t help the cheesy grin that forms, content sighs falling past your lips.

“I should definitely take you on a proper date before we make this official,” Yunho chuckles, earning a laugh from you.

Yunho quickly settles onto the couch behind you, pulling you into his chest. You nuzzle against him, making yourself comfortable in his arms as he presses play, prompting the movie to start again. You would say that despite the unfortunate events, this Christmas turned out to be a sex-cess.

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snowed in. ❄️ — j.yh

☀ synopsis: after a snowstorm leaves you stranded in Seoul, you are forced to spend Christmas with your roommate, Yunho, and things quickly get heated!

☀ pairing: jeong yunho x fem! reader

☀ wc:  3.1k

☀ genre + cw: smut!, very little fluff, porn little plot, roommates, gift giving, dry humping, big dick! yunho, oral (f), vaginal! fingering, cum eating, finger sucking (yunho), rough sex, multiple orgasms, protected sex, pet names (baby), confessions

a/n: for nel <3 thank you for the request I hope you enjoy!

this is a work of fiction and is not meant to be a realistic representation of any of the real people mentioned.

For the last two days, you had been stuck in Seoul after a snowstorm unceremoniously decided to show its face the day you were set to fly back home. To say you were devastated was an understatement. It’s been years since you last saw your family in person, let alone for a holiday. You were highly anticipating stepping foot back into your childhood home, spending  Christmas in the warmth of your grandmother's home, and catching up with your relatives. Instead, you would be spending Christmas with your hot roommate, Jeong Yunho.

Since the snowstorm left you both stranded inside your shared apartment, you and Yunho forged an unspoken routine over the past two days. Starting the day by making breakfast together, sharing innocent touches that could easily be brushed off as accidents, laughing at whatever came to mind as you both ate at your dining table. The rest of the day would be spent gaming, something you quickly realized you had a talent for, or doing your own thing while in the same space. At night, you always came together to watch old Christmas movies in your living room.

From the time spent, it was apparent there was some kind of tension between you two, and you couldn’t deny that, for a while, you’d developed a crush on Yunho. After each touch, your mind ran wild on how it would feel to have his hands caress the expanse of your body, to have him undress you either with frantic need or with the patience of a saint, taking his time to etch out every curve of your body. You didn’t miss the way his eyes would flit down to your lips as you spoke, or linger a little too long on your ass when you just so happen to turn around or bend to get something from the fridge. It was hard to ignore, and a part of you was starting to feel bold.

It was nighttime, and you and Yunho were currently watching A Christmas Story. You sat snugly in the middle of your shared couch, wrapped warmly in a blanket, with Yunho sitting just a few feet away in the corner. The day had passed relatively smoothly. Yunho had woken you up with a surprise breakfast. The table had been set with various Korean dishes that he said his mom always made for Christmas. You had enjoyed every last dish he’d made, never failing to make your satisfaction be known. After breakfast, you’d both lazed around the living room like every other day.

You felt his eyes staring holes into the side of your head. For the past few minutes, Yunho had been shifting in his spot, the restless energy starting to rub off on you.

You hear him clear his throat before he finally speaks up, “Uhh, y/n.” His voice came out shaky, his nervousness hard to ignore.

You turn towards him, humming in acknowledgement. Instead of saying anything, he holds out a small box in the palm of his hand. “For you,” he whispers.

Your eyes go wide in shock.” M-me?” you stutter, barely processing what is happening. You quickly pause the movie, eyes shifting from the present in his hand to his face, trying to decipher if this was all a prank or not.  The sides of Yunho’s lips curve into a shy smile. “Yes, for you.”

Timidly, you scoot closer to him, taking the small box from his hand. The gift was perfectly wrapped in red and gold wrapping paper, topped with a golden bow. Ripping at the wrapping paper, a blue velvet box embroidered in gold lettering was revealed. You gasp, immediately recognizing the brand name as your favorite jewelry shop that you’d frequented on several occasions. You open the box, revealing a golden sun and moon pendant necklace.

“Yunho…” You look up at him, eyes blown even wider. “You didn’t hav-”

“I wanted to,” he quickly cuts you off. “I saw it and decided to get it on a whim.”

You don’t know what took over you, but without a second thought, you tackle him into a hug, thanking him and conveying your gratitude for the gift. You weren’t expecting anything, at least not from Yunho, and you couldn’t lie and say it didn’t tug at your heartstrings to be thought of in this way. You didn’t know he paid that much attention to you in the small moments when you talked, but his gift proved otherwise. Yunho wraps his arms around your waist, hugging you back, giving you a tight squeeze. You stay in his embrace, relishing in the warmth his body radiates.

When you pull away, you feel the shift, the moment when the warm air between you two becomes thick and hot with tension. The tension you’d both been not-so-carefully building over the past two days was spilling out at that moment. Your eyes bore into his, his coffee-brown orbs locking heavily onto yours. Your breath quickened, seeing pure desire swirling behind Yunho’s eyes, and you knew yours reflected the same intent. Before you could make a move, he leans in first. 

Plush lips brush against yours, the action tentative, giving you every opportunity to pull away. To shut everything down before it was too late and went too far. Instead, you tug Yunho closer by the collar of his shirt and crush your lips together in a searing kiss. Your body buzzes as you both hungrily devour each other, every uncoordinated action coaxing muffled moans out of you. You move to straddle his lap, never once breaking apart. The outline of his bulge ghosts across your pussy, the clothes you wore doing little to hide his growing arousal.

You break from the kiss, forehead pressing firmly against his, as your harsh breaths intertwine, both of you trying to catch your breath. The cloudy haze you felt building rendered your brain into complete mush, all sense of logic thrown out the window from just a kiss. You grind your hips down over his bulge, earning a loud hiss from Yunho. His hand shot up, tightly holding on to your hips.

“Unless you want to get fucked through this couch, I suggest you stop,” he growls, digging his fingers painfully deeper into your supple skin.

“Is that a threat or a promise?” You challenge, smirking under his intense gaze. 

 “It’s whatever you want it to be.” You moan from his words, grinding down even harder onto his cock.

“Promise me you’ll fuck me really good then.” Those words were enough to push Yunho into action. He flips you over, pinning you flush against the cushion of the couch. His large hands encompass your wrist over your head, leaving you immobilized. He grounds his dick against your core, earning a whiny moan from you. In a blur, your pajama pants were off, revealing the red lace panties you wore underneath. A growl rumbles low in Yunho’s chest.

“Fuck-” he whispers, staring intently at your panties. Letting go of one of your wrists, his fingers gingerly skate down the expanse of your body. Ghosting down your neck, over the curve of your breast, caressing your hip with light touches while playing with the waistband of the thin lace. You let out a shaky breath; each touch sent shock waves to your clit. You lift your hips, desperate to feel some sort of friction, hoping it would encourage Yunho to touch you where you needed it the most. Instead, his hand grips your hips, firmly pinning you down again.

“Don’t move.” His finger curls around your waistband, ripping your panties off in one swift movement. “Oh my god!” you squeal, staring up at Yunho in disbelief. You didn’t know whether to be mad that he’d ripped your brand-new panties or turned on by his actions.

Yunho let go of your arm, moving down until he was positioned between your legs. He grips your thighs and spreads your legs open until you are on full display for him. He licks at his lips, eyeing your already wet folds as they glisten under the golden hues from the fairy lights hung around the living room. “God, you’re already so fucking wet,” he groans. 

He places gentle kisses on the inside of your thighs, lightly nipping at the skin every so often, coaxing small moans and whines out of you. You could feel your pussy beginning to throb even more, already anticipating the moment his tongue touched your core. The closer he got to your pussy, his warm breath fanning over your folds, his lips quickly moved past where you wanted him the most, instead showing the same attentiveness to your other thigh. Frustration slowly began to build the longer he took to relieve the incessant ache forming in the pit of your stomach.

“Yunho, I want-“ Before you could finish your complaint, his tongue rolled out, giving a small kitten lick to your clit. Yunho smirks when he hears you release a choked moan. He flattens his tongue, licking a trail from your hole to your clit, lapping up your juices. Your hands reach out, threading through his hair, and gripping tightly at his roots as his tongue continues to flick over your clit. 

“You feel so good,” you moan, earning a muffled groan from Yunho, who was feverishly eating your pussy. His mouth closes around your clit, sucking at the sensitive bud, eyes peering up at you, gauging your reaction. You lock eyes with Yunho, eyes glossed over with pleasure, watching him suck greedily on your clit. You wanted more. You needed more.

“More. Please,” you whine, feeling your orgasm slowly start to peak from the thought, the heat in your stomach bubbling like lava in an active volcano. Yunho’s finger circles your entrance, letting your juices coat his long fingers. He inserts his digit inside of you, slowly pumping the finger in and out of your pussy, working you open. 

“Fuck yes,” you hiss, feeling your legs begin to tremble when he quickly adds another, the stretch searing but satisfying. They curl in and out of you in search of your sweet spot while his tongue continues to circle your clit. You gasp when the pads of his finger graze over the sensitive spot, your grip in his hair tightening. His fingers dance on your sweet spot, coaxing the heat within your stomach to rise with each plunge.

“I-I’m gonna-” The sound of your slick fills your ears, the faster he works his fingers. The familiar tension rips through as you reach your peak, your pussy spasming around his fingers as he continues, helping you ride out your orgasm. “You taste so fucking good,” Yunho groans once he pulls away, inserting his cum-soaked fingers into his mouth. He maintains eye contact as he sucks his fingers clean, the erotic visual making you squirm under his heated gaze.

Yunho stands from the couch, scurrying off to his room. You lay there waiting for him to return, still trying to catch your breath. You couldn’t believe that you were about to fuck your roommate. A moment you’d fantasized about coming true in that very moment. When Yunho returns, condom in hand, he briskly removes his pants and briefs in one go. His cock, long and heavy, hangs between his legs, the tip already leaking precum.

You bite at your bottom lip, already imagining being stuffed full with his cock, feeling the veins that bulge out along his shaft grazing your walls with each thrust as he pounds into your pussy without pause.

“You like what you see?” Yunho questions. You pull your eyes away from his dick, looking up to see a sly smirk spread across his face. You scoff, feigning unphased despite your mouth watering at the mere thought of it.”Just because your dick is big doesn't mean you know what to do with it.”

Yunho raises his eyebrows in amusement, ripping open the foil packet with his teeth, before sliding the condom around his length. “I can show you better than I can tell you.” He kneels on the couch, finding his way back in between your spread legs. He rubs the head of his cock at your entrance before sliding in. You moan out, feeling his cock push further into you, inch by inch at an achingly slow speed. The stretch was intense, the perfect mix of pain and pleasure, that had your toes curling. “Kiss me,” you breathe out, needing a distraction and wanting to feel Yunho swallow you whole.

Towering over your splayed out form, Yunho props onto his elbows, pressing his lips against yours in a searing kiss. The kiss this time was different, not frantic and uncoordinated like before. It was as if Yunho was staking his claim over you. The way his lips lapped at yours, intentionally swallowing every whine and moan you let out, the further his cock pressed into you.

You both gasp once he finally bottoms out, Yunho whispering a slew of curse words against your lips, feeling your heat squeeze around him. “Fuckkk,” he groans, thrusting in and out of your pussy achingly slow, trying to help you adjust to his size. The more he moves, the more you feel your pussy greedily suck him back in. Yunho finds his rhythm, pulling out halfway only to slam back in, abruptly knocking the breath from your lungs.  Your mouth falls open on a silent moan when you feel the head of his cock brush against the sensitive bud. As if already knowing Yunho increases his speed, roughly fucking inside of you. You finally moan, the noise guttural and all out feral as you drown in the pleasure he was giving you.

“Right there! Fuck yes, right there!” you cry out, your hands scramble to find purchase, digging into his back to keep yourself steady. His hips snap forward, the sound of skin slapping against skin mixing in with your pitchy moans. The pleasure was dizzying, rapidly becoming overwhelming in the best way. You wrap your legs around Yunho’s waist, pulling him flush against you, the action pushing his cock impossibly deeper into your pussy. You cling to him, nails digging down the expanse of his back, sure to leave marks.

“You’re squeezing around me so fucking tight,” Yunho groans, picking up his pace. The way he plowed into your pussy had you seeing stars, mindlessly babbling about how good he fucked you and how full you felt. Yunho soaked in every word, using your chants as stamina to fuck you even faster.

The familiar heat began to build in your stomach again, as he continued to pound into your sopping cunt. Your pussy fluttered around his dick, earning the most sexy moans you’d ever heard. “Fuck y/n, I’m so close.” He buries his face in the crook of your neck, nipping and sucking at your sweat-slicked skin. The constant pace he kept up gradually turned into erratic and sloppy thrusts as Yunho chased his release.

“Yu-Yunho, I’m gonna cum,” your eyes squeeze, trying your hardest to hold back. You didn’t want the moment to end any time soon. The way Yunho fucked you was bound to have you weak in the knees, feigning for more just from the mere thought of him.

“Cum for me, baby,” he moans. 

After a few more pointed thrusts, your release washes over, your entire body spasming and shaking uncontrollably.  You cry out his name, the sound prompting Yunho’s own orgasm to follow quickly after yours, his cock twitching wildly inside your pussy as spurts of his cum fill the condom. He continues to fuck into you, helping both of you ride your orgasm out until you are completely satiated. 

He fully collapses on top of you, nuzzling his face deeper into the crook of your neck. Small butterfly kisses are peppered along the column of your neck. Each kiss coaxes your body to come down from its high, until your breaths even out back to normal. Once you both calm down, Yunho slowly pulls out of you; the drag is uncomfortable now that you’re settled. He stands up, sliding the soiled condom off his softening dick.

“Stay there,” he says, walking away towards his room. You lay there still trying to wrap your head around everything that just took place. One moment you were both watching a movie, the next he’s giving you a Christmas present, and then he’s fucking you into the couch. If you had a solid piece of mind, you would be beating yourself up, trying to find a way to minimize the severity of your actions, but the post sex brain couldn’t find any faults; if anything, a sense of relief washes over you, and not a single regret could be found.

Yunho walks back in, dressed in a new set of pajamas, with a towel in hand and extra clothes slung over his shoulders. He kneels on the side of the couch, carefully wiping the damp towel over your sensitive folds. You let him clean you up, only thanking him, not fully knowing what else to say or if you should speak at all about what happened. He removes your pajama shirt and dresses you in his own shirt, the long-sleeve falling to your mid-thigh.

Yunho clears his throat, finally making eye contact with you. “I know the order of this may be completely all over the place, but after everything that just happened, it just feels right to say.” He takes your hand into his, giving it a slight squeeze, “I like you y/n. And no, I’m not saying that because we just had sex. I truly mean it. I’ve liked you for quite some time now, but never knew how to say it. I didn’t think you would feel the same, and didn’t want things to become awkward between us if I did speak up, and you didn’t feel the same…” Yunho continues to ramble nervously, going on and on about his worries. You can’t help but smile at how cute and thoughtful he is. You lean in, pressing a gentle kiss on his lips, stopping him from overthinking.

“I like you too, Yunho.” His eyes widened, mouth curling into a big, dopey smile. He leans back in, hands curling around the nape of your neck as his lips reclaim yours in a heated kiss. Relief blooms in your chest, allowing you to relax into the kiss. When you pull apart, you both can’t help the cheesy grin that forms, content sighs falling past your lips.

“I should definitely take you on a proper date before we make this official,” Yunho chuckles, earning a laugh from you.

Yunho quickly settles onto the couch behind you, pulling you into his chest. You nuzzle against him, making yourself comfortable in his arms as he presses play, prompting the movie to start again. You would say that despite the unfortunate events, this Christmas turned out to be a sex-cess.

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doctor, doctor — j.yh

☀ synopsis: just a few days into touring yunho becomes sick with a high fever and as ateez' doctor it was your job to take care of him.

☀ pairing: idol! jeong yunho x doctor reader

☀ wc: 1.1k

☀ genre + cw: fluff, idol au, small details of yunho being sick, reader is in love with yunho

a/n: this is a reupload from my main blog! i did not read over it or change anything.

I am not a medical professional so any thing written is not an accurate representation of what a doctor is/does.

this is a work of fiction and is not meant to be a realistic representation of any of the real people mentioned.

Each moment that passed left you anxious. The silence inside of the room was deafening despite the continuous ticking of the clock. You stood at the edge of the bed watching his stilled form, only comforted by the slight rise and fall of his chest.

You couldn’t understand how it’d gotten this far. Yunho never let himself go, he was the first one of all the members to let you know if he wasn’t feeling well no matter how seemingly small the injury was. 

‘Well he hasn’t spoken to you in almost two weeks y/n,’ your mind rang out. The admission, though true, still caused your heart to ache. You didn’t know where the sudden change in Yunho stemmed from, one minute you were two peas in a pod the next he was avoiding you like the plague. You’d hoped that all would be resolved before the tour had started but here you were still unsure of where you stood with him but nonetheless carried out your duties as ateez’ primary doctor.

Grabbing a damp towel, you made your way up to him dabbing the small beads of sweat that formed on his forehead. His face was pale, the slight dark circles that had formed beneath his eyes stood out further showing his exhaustion. Sitting on the edge of the bed, you continued to dab the cool cloth on his fiery skin making sure to be as gentle as possible. Yunho begins to stir slightly in his sleep, small whimpers sounding from his throat. 

You shot up from the side of this bed carefully watching over his next moves. Yunho had been in and out of sleep since the day before, not even being able to keep his eyes open for just a few seconds. He began to mumble incoherent words that you had a hard time deciphering. Growing concerned you place a hand on his arm lightly in an effort to soothe him.

“P-please.” Yunho mummers, his arm twitching slightly under your touch.

“Y/N, I love you.” he choked out.

A small gasp escapes your mouth at his words.

‘Did I hear him right?’ you thought. You felt your own head checking to see if you were the one catching a fever or did Yunho really say that he loved you.

‘It’s the sickness talking.’ you brushed off his words, shaking your head in disbelief.

“Y/N, I only want you,” Yunho mutters again, an unreadable expression taking over his face.

Your hand stilled on his because you were now sure what you’d heard was real. Yunho did in fact say he loved you.

‘He’s asleep and sick y/n, he could be having a nightmare for all you know,’ your mind rang out quickly before you began to overthink his actions.

Feeling as if you weren’t in the best mindset to continue looking over Yunho, you’d  decided it was best to call in your PA to care for him for the rest of the night. As you moved to walk away a weak but firm hand gripped your wrist. Your head quickly snapped back to see Yunho looking at you.

“Don’t leave.” he voiced weakly.

“Y-yunho oh my god.” You stuttered, your previous thoughts abandoned at the sight of him.

“Stay.” He whispers, attempting to squeeze your hand again, a slight smile gracing his face.

“Fine.” you sigh.

“If I stay I need you to at least drink some water and eat a little.” You make your way over to the table pouring Yunho a glass of water. Walking back to his side you help him sit up before bringing the straw up to his mouth.

He drinks the water earnestly finishing the entire glass with a big sigh.

“Thank you.” he says, leaning his head back on the headboard.

You make your way back over to the table picking up the soup Seonghwa had dropped off when he’d come to check on Yunho earlier. 

“I meant what I said.” He says softly.

You freeze in place contemplating on whether to act oblivious or just pretend you didn’t hear him at all.

“What do you mean?” You question walking over to him; soup in hand.

“I love you y/n.” 

“Yunho ple-”

“I do y/n.” he interjects.

Your gaze travels up meeting his sunken eyes, a slight glimmer glazing over them.

“I’m sorry for avoiding you. I just didn’t know what to do with my feelings.” Yunho sighs.

“Yunho you don’t have to do this. Just focus on getting better, that's what’s important right now.” You plead not having the mental capacity to remotely process this new revelation.

Yunho nods in response, not wanting to push the matter further and overwhelm you. You quickly help him eat his soup before giving him more medicine, watching as he slowly drifts back to sleep.

A FEW DAYS LATER

Yunho was back to being his normal cheery self and you were now the one avoiding him. He respected your need for space knowing that his confession was abrupt and a bit reckless given his state.

You mulled over his admission not knowing how to respond. Of course you loved him in ways beyond being a friend but what would that mean for your relationship. You didn’t want to ruin your friendship by following your feelings alone. You didn’t want to potentially destroy something that was already so perfect, but you also didn’t want to regret not trying, which is why you were now standing in front of Yunho’s hotel room trying to gain the courage to knock.

“Here goes nothing,” you sigh before knocking.

A second later the door to his room swings open revealing a flustered Yunho.

“Oh y/n umm come in.” He stepped aside letting you in.

You brace yourself for a moment releasing a shaky breath before speaking.

“I love you too.” You rush out before your mind even gets the chance to talk you out of confessing. 

“I love you Yunho and I’m scaredofwhaththismightmean. Idon’twantthingstochangebutIwanttotryand I know-.” Yunho’s arms wrap around you, silencing you mid sentence. You instantly relaxed in his hold, his warmth soothing the anxiety you’d felt.

You couldn’t stop yourself from rambling your concerns wanting to finally let go of the thoughts that had consumed you for days. It was best to be transparent if you were gonna go all in with this.

“We’ll work through this together.” Yunho gives you a tight squeeze doing his best to reassure you of his words.

“Okay,” you whisper, turning around in his hold, loosely wrapping your arms around his waist. You snuggle into his chest taking in a deep breath the comfort from his scent easing you even more.

‘Everything will be fine,’ you thought, allowing yourself to be lulled in Yunho’s embrace.

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switch. — k.ys

♚ synopsis: when you decide to help your boyfriend, yeosang relieve stress after his attitude towards you and everyone around switches

♚ pairing: idol boyfriend! kang yeosng x fem! reader

♚ wc: 3.1k

♚ genre + cw: smut!, idol au, brief fluff, minor san, wooyoung and hongjoong, dom!yeosang, fem reader, oral (m and f receives), yeosang is cold towards the reader, unprotected sex (don't condone please be safe), creampie (be safe), big dick! yeosang, vaginal fingering, hair pulling, rough sex, squirting!, praise, dirty talk, pet names (baby, princess), impact play (spanking), nipple play (slight), teasing, begging, cursing, fluff (brief)

a/n: this is a reupload from my main blog! i did not read over it or change anything.

this is a work of fiction and is not meant to be a realistic representation of any of the real people mentioned!

nsfw content below. 18+ - mdni

Yeosang and I worked well together despite being the total opposite of each other. While I was the wild social butterfly extrovert that was down to try anything with anyone. Yeosang was the sweet homebody introvert who only wanted to spend time with me or the members. It worked for the both of us because we both equally loved doing what made each other happy and found joy in each other's hobbies. 

I remember the moment he first introduced me to the members. The entire time they looked between me and Yeosang, huge smiles plastered on their faces watching us interact.

✦✦✦

“Wah our Yeosangie, I never would’ve thought I’d see you like this with anyone but us.” Hongjoong exclaimed to the members. They each nodded in unison loving how you bought out Yeosang’s bubbly side even more.

 “Don’t forget about me.” Wooyoung playfully pouted to Yeosang who only chuckled at his silliness. “ Wooyoung, calm down.” San said, playfully tsking at him with a smile. 

“Y/n is very special to me and I plan to be with her forever so let’s all live happily together!”  Yeosang exclaimed, causing the members to coo and cheer for the both of you. You stared fondly into his eyes smiling at his cute declaration in front of the members. 

‘He’s a keeper’ you thought to yourself.

✦✦✦

We’ve been together for four years now and everything has been going more than well. I feel very fortunate to have met Yeosang and have the opportunity to call him mine. Our relationship is full of love, when there was an issue whether in our relationship or personal it was easy to come to each other, and we hold time for each despite Yeosang’s busy schedule. 

That was up until recently.

Yeosang has been coming home from work acting a bit strange like a switch was flipped in his head. His new routine consisted of him trudging around the house cursing, showering, eating where he’d finally acknowledged me, barely, then he was locking himself away until it was time for bed. His attitude towards me was unlike I’ve ever seen in our entire relationship. When I tried to ask him what was wrong he’d scowl and brush me off.

Today I decided to cater to him hoping he’d open up a bit. I ordered his favorite food Yangnyeom chicken, his favorite snacks, and dessert hoping that through his stomach some tension would ease. 

The minute he walked inside he released a loud sigh, muttering curse words under his breath. Hurriedly coming to greet him I'm met with a deep scowl etched in his face.

 “Baby what’s wrong?” I ask, concerned about him. 

“Don’t worry about it y/n.” Yeosang says curtly before walking off past me. I stand there stunned by his response, racking my mind on what could possibly be the issue today. Following him to the room I watch as he gathers his things to shower still muttering to himself. Feeling like there’s no other option, I wait for him to shower then call San.

“Hey y/n! how are you?” San happily greets you when he picks up the phone. 

“Hey San. I’m doing okay…I just really need your help.” I say. 

“Is it about Yeosang?” He asked, sighing into the phone.

 ‘So I guess it’s not just me who has been seeing his sudden change’ I think.

 “Uhm yeah I’m not sure what’s going on and I’m really concerned about him. He refuses to say anything but I want to help if I’m able to.” I plead.

 “Calm down y/n, lately we’ve been getting a lot of heat from the company about trivial matters, they’ve been nitpicking at him the most.” I sigh remembering an article I’d seen the other week where fans were criticizing their most recent performance. 

“Oh I see.. Well, thank you San for this. I’ll talk to you later.” San bids his farewell and I hang up. ‘He just needs a stress reliever then’ I think to myself knowing just the way to do it.

When Yeosang gets out of the shower, I sit patiently at the table waiting for him to come out and eat dinner. “ Tah-dah!” I exclaim the minute Yeosang walks in. Showing off the display of his favorite food and snacks hoping it could help ease him just a bit. “Ahh thank you baby.” He says with a small smile. “I wanted to do something special for you today. You still have another surprise I’ll give you later!” I smile wiggling my eyebrows comically at him. Yeosang lets out a small chuckle while sitting down to start digging in. 

Dinner goes by smoothly, the scowl now off of his face but stress still evident in his eyes. “So what’s this other surprise?” He questions eyebrow raised. Putting away the last of the cleaned dishes I only grin while shaking my head. “If I told you it wouldn’t be a surprise baby.” “Ahh right.” Yeosang nods before walking off to the living room. With him now distracted by the tv I quickly start to execute my plan. I shower thoroughly and dress in a sexy red lace night dress Yeosang bought for me not long ago. “Here goes nothing.” I prepare myself in the mirror hoping this method can naturally take my man’s stress away.

“Yeosang, close your eyes!” I yell out to him from the bedroom. “Ahh right my surprise.” He says covering his eyes with his palms. I walk out making sure to dim the lights a little and stand in front of him holding a slice of his favorite cake. 

“Now open them.”  

Removing his hands, he blinks a few times adjusting his eyes before peering up at you amazed at the sight . He takes in your figure, loving the way the dress hugs you in the right places and exposes just enough for the imagination.

“Surprise baby.” I smile coyly, loving the way his eyes raked over my body. “Oh baby.” Yeosang mumbles lost for words.

 “I just thought you could use a nice stress relief baby, so I prepared all of your favorite things to eat.” I state innocently.

 Looking me in the eyes I see the dark gaze Yeosang has been possessing lately appear once again. “Is that so princess?” His now husky voice challenges a smirk growing on his lips. ‘Princess?’ Confused by the new nickname; I decided to play along with him. I nod back at him feeling small from his gaze. “I mean I do really really like this cake.” He stands up, inching forward, taking the plate from my hands. “But I think I have a taste for something very special right now.” Yeosang puts the plate down directing his attention back to me.

Taking a small step back I watch him move towards me with a grin on his face. “Have a seat princess.” He gestures towards the couch behind him. I make my way to the couch sitting as he instructed. He takes his seat next to me studying my breath subtly increasing at his closeness. “Princess, don't be shy. I don’t bite.” Yeosang states, voice deeper than before. Taking it upon myself I move to straddle his lap, loving the closeness.

 Since his sudden mood change our intimacy decreased to just small pecks here and there. 

“I want to help take all of your stress away baby.” I say in a slight whisper. I begin trailing small kisses on his collar bone, moving toward his jaw until I’m hovering over his lips. 

“Can you use me as your stress reliever baby?” I whisper eyes looking seductively between his eyes and lip.

In a flash Yeosang grabs my hair, roughly pressing his lips against mine. Our lips wrestle vigorously against each other with greed. A slight moan escapes me as Yeosang nips at my bottom lip tugging lightly at the flesh. He slips his tongue in my mouth and mint fills my senses. Unconsciously, I grind my hips on Yeosang’s already swollen bulge earning a loud groan from him. His grip on my hair tightens as he pulls away from the kiss; lips red and swollen. “Who told you to move?” He questions. “You’re mine to use right? You do as I say.” He growls clutching my hair even tighter, earning a whimper from me stilling my movements. 

Letting go of my hair Yeosang brings his hands to my breast, smirking at the way my nipples instantly perk up from the indirect contact. "My needy princess.” He whispers, ghosting his fingers over both nubs. I let out a shaky breath feeling a shiver course through my body as he continued teasingly playing with them. 

Desperate to feel more, I inch my way up his lap getting as close as I possibly can to him. Settling down my pussy finally fully aligned with his cock. “Sneaky girl.” Yeosang tsked shaking his head coolly. "Baby I want more.” I whined, not satisfied with his teasing actions on my nipples. With that he roughly pinched both nipples, rubbing them between his fingertips. I wince a little at the sudden action feeling a shock of pleasure run to my core. I could feel my juices dripping and knew Yeosang could feel it as well through his satin pajama pants 

“I need you to be a bit more patient princess.” He coos.

Letting my nipples go, Yeosang goes to remove his shirt revealing his toned muscles. Our couple tattoo decorated the right side of his chest, red ink bright just like when we first got it. He removes my dress leaving me fully bare for his eyes only. “No wonder your juices are soaking my pants princess. You didn’t even bother to put on any panties.” I giggled shyly at Yeosang’s words knowing there was a flood brewing between my legs. “That’s so fucking sexy!” He says pulling me down into a passionate kiss. His fingers trail lightly up and down my thigh, inching closer to my pussy with each stroke. I whimper into the kiss, starting to feel more frustrated from the lack of contact.

Breaking the kiss, Yeosang moves me off of his lap, onto his side. My jaw drops being able to see just how much I soaked through Yeosang’s pants. He chuckles, taking off his pants in one swift movement. “I want to see you bend over while you suck my cock.” He commands. Getting on my hands and knees making sure to perk my ass up; I lean into his lap taking his cock in my mouth. I couldn’t help the moan that escaped the minute his flesh touched my tongue. A mixture of his precum and my juices swirled in my mouth deliciously. 

Though I loved receiving, I can't deny that sucking Yeosang’s cock turned me on even more. His thick cock filled my mouth entirely, continuously leaking precum down my throat. The moans that came from his mouth fueled me to go deeper and deeper even when I’ve reached my limits. My core was instantly leaking from the taste of his cock alone.

I took as much of him as I could down my throat, stroking the remaining with my hands. “Yes princess there you go.” Yeosang groaned, slapping my ass. I moaned out loving the stinging sensation as well as having his cock in my mouth. “Ah you like that?” He asks, earning a nod and another moan from me. He smacked my ass harder this time, getting another muffled moan from me. I bob enthusiastically on his cock loving the praise he gave me each time I took him deeper. 

Coming up for air, I looked up catching Yeosang’s hooded eyes watching my backside. Looking in between my legs I gasp, being met with a huge puddle soaking the couch. “That’s all you princess.” He spoke, rubbing my ass sensually. “Please touch me.” I whimper up at him. “Where do you want me to touch?" He questioned. “Here” Yeosang smacked my ass harder than before prompting me to squeal. “Or here?” His fingers skate over my wet folds, slightly rubbing my clit. I loudly moan my approval, desperation quickly coming back. “Which —.” “My pussy! Please baby I can’t take it any more!” I plead, interrupting his sentence. 

Getting what he needed, Yeosang redirects me back to his cock, then begins rubbing his fingers up and down my folds again with more intention. “Your pussy is so beautiful and wet. All mine.” He grunts circling my clit with slight force. Arching deeply, I desperately twirled my hips around spewing incoherent words from my mouth. My task completely went from my mind as I felt my orgasm approaching. “Yes Yeosang. F-fuck baby please I need this.” I begged. He stopped, quickly flipping me on my back, kneeling in front of the couch between my legs. “I need to taste you.” His mouth made contact with my clit sucking vigorously. Inserting two fingers into my hole I felt my juices gush out as he plunged deeper, earning a growl from Yeosang. Hungrily eating me out I gripped his hair tightly knowing after a few more strokes I’d be coming. “I’m gon-na cu-“ the words stuck in my throat. I began shaking violently, eyes rolling to the back of my head, arching off of the couch as my orgasm took over. Yeosang’s fingers curled faster, his mouth moved rapidly. Clear liquid gushed from me coating his face. I let out a scream at the intensity. Yeosang continued, helping me ride out my high before removing his fingers and slurping up the rest of my juices

“Yum.” He smiles, licking his lips, face still dripping. I hid my face embarrassed not knowing I was capable of squirting that much. “Don’t hide, princess. I love it.” Leaning down, Yeosang removed my hands and kissed me gently. “I love all of your juices.” He smirks.

 Picking me up he walks us into the bedroom laying me down on the edge of the bed. I watch as he strokes his cock, peering down at me spread out on the bed. “I’m not gonna be so gentle today princess. Sorry in advance.” Yeosang slowly eases his cock little by little inside of me groaning. I moan loving how he stretched me out with every inch. After a while he bottoms out filling me completely. “Move baby.” I moan out wanting to feel more. Yeosang starts off gently, taking a few inches out and slowly pushing back in. “You’re so tight.” He groans deeply, circling his hips. Increasing his speed his hips smack against my ass, pulling out fully then plunging back inside of me roughly. 

With each stroke my breath is knocked out of me, my moans being cut off short. I grip the sheets tightly trying to steady myself from the force. Mouth agape, Yeosang ponds harshly into my pussy filling the house with nothing but the sound of skin slapping against each other and the bed rapidly hitting the wall. “Fuck—“ He growls out watching me struggle to release a single noise. 

“You wanted to be my stress reliever, right princess?" "You wanted me to use your holes to release stress huh?” He taunts loving the way your face scrunched up while taking his cock.

 “Answer me!” He booms, slapping my pussy sending electricity through my body. I release the longest and loudest moan of my life, finally catching my breath. “Fuck yes baby! Please use me! Please use my holes!” I screamed out loving how he pounded into me. I was high off his cock feeling myself slowly lose control over my senses.

Hearing this Yeosang pulls out, flipping me onto my hands and knees. Slamming back into my pussy he slaps my ass over and over again loving the screams that came out of my mouth. “Arch how I like it.” He commands pressing down on my back. His cock going even deeper than before hitting my sweet spot directly. I gasp at the sensation, trying to match Yeosang’s strokes chasing my incoming orgasm. “I’m coming baby.” I shout, clenching and unclenching around his cock, legs spasming uncontrollably I feel my juices gush out again as my orgasm crashes into me. “Yes princess cum all over my cock.” He praises continuously pounding into me. 

Gripping my hips tightly Yeosang slows down his pace moving my body back and forth. “You’re. Taking. Me. So. Well.” He coos snapping his hips into me sharply after each word. I moan loudly feeling him hit my sweet spot again. “Where do you want me to cum princess?” He asks, resuming his strokes like normal. “Inside of me baby.” I wiggle around being met with a slight smack to my ass. 

Groaning out I enjoy the now slow deep strokes Yeosang does. Hearing his moans causes me to clench tighter around his cock. “Moan some more for me baby.” I beg. His cock twitches inside of me at my plea prompting me to moan out. “Princess I’m so close.” He moans out loudly, speeding up slightly. “I want you to cum for me one more time.” He snakes his arm between me to rub my clit. I move my hips circularly, stimulating us both. “Just like that.” He moans fucking me more erratically. I feel my orgasm quickly approaching again bracing myself for the impact. “I’m coming.” Yeosang groans. His cock twitched inside of me, planting his seed deep inside my pussy. With a few more wild strokes I quickly follow behind, coming undone underneath him. We both flop down onto the bed trying to catch our breaths. 

✦✦✦

After our breathing settles Yeosang stands up “I’ll go run us a bath baby.” He walked out of the room allowing me to rest more. Coming back he picks me up bridal style placing me in the tub between his legs. I sigh loving how the hot water relieves the tension from my body. A comfortable silence takes over for a moment before Yeosang speaks up. 

“I’m really sorry y/n.” He sighs. “I haven’t been treating you the best lately because of my own problems. I know it’s no excuse but I really hope you can forgive me.” 

Taking in his words I turn to embrace him in a hug. “It’s okay baby. I forgive you.” I press light kisses on his head. “Please don’t shut me out like that again though. We’re a team, remember?” I bring his head up to peer into his eyes. Yeosang nods “I promise you I won’t do this again.” 

Satisfied, I lean in for a kiss. Passionately exploring each other's mouths allowing the tension between us to finally be released. We bathe each other, finally calling it a night after finally indulging in the cake I brought.

 “I love you y/n.” Yeosang says, nuzzling his nose in my neck as we cuddle in bed. “I love you too.” I kissed his head as we both drifted off to sleep.

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☆ synopsis: mafia! boss seonghwa indulges in the latest obsession he’s been wanting to taste and play with for awhile now.

☆ pairing: mafia! seonghwa x sex! worker fem! reader

☆ genre + cw: smut, mafia au, dom!seonghwa, switch!fem reader, sex! worker (insinuated), reader takes on sub role, oral (f and m receive), unprotected sex (do not follow be safe!), creampie (👎🏾), tears (reader), vaginal fingering, orgasm! denial, choking, rope play, sex toys, degradation(reader called whore/slut), praise, nicknames (slut, baby, sir), rough sex, big dick! seonghwa, impact! play (mild), a lot of cussing, bdsm! (slight)

☆ wc: 2.6k

a/n: this is a reupload from my main blog! i did not read over it or change anything.

this is a work of fiction and is not meant to be a realistic representation of any of the real people mentioned!

nsfw content below. 18+ - mdni

Whips.

Chains.

Gags.

Sex.

When the freaks came out at night that’s when I got up to play. My job is to please people and their sexual desires, whether they're experienced or not and I actually enjoy it. You might think I'm crazy but it gives me immense pleasure knowing my body can make someone cum for me. I have all of the control even when I submit to them.

Club Riot may not be the best in town but Allen, my boss, sure knows how to pick the best girl. In my case, I am the most requested person here. "Y/n we have a high class client coming in tonight and he's requested you." Allen says after coming into my dressing room. Normally hearing this wouldn’t pique my interest because many people request me here but, hearing the emphasis on “high class” let me know he’s bringing big money. "Okay, do you know what time so I can prepare myself?," I ask. "You know these rich people never disclose much around here but, I'll assume around 11 to be safe." He says, huffing slightly. I looked at the clock and saw that it was only 9:30 ‘Perfect! Enough time.’ I thought to myself. "Okay I won't disappoint!" I smiled at him. "You never do lovebug," he says winking before walking out. 

As I began picking out my outfit I couldn’t help but be deep in thought wondering who this mystery client was. It’s rare to get high class people at our establishment since there were better clubs operating. Shaking the thoughts off I opted for my new glittery black laced lingerie set that showed off my best features. I did my hair and make up in record time leaving me with 5 minutes to spare before this new client came. Putting on the robe that went with my set I walked towards the designated VVIP room feeling the nerves pool in my stomach, ‘here goes nothing’ I thought as I entered the room.

At 11:05, the special client arrives. I had been nervously anticipating what was to come with this mystery guest. Not even a minute later an intense aura takes over the room causing shivers to run down my spine.

The presence comes up behind me, placing their hands delicately on my shoulder. I turned slightly to see the most beautiful man I’d ever seen. His lips full and suckable, dark brown eyes that glistened even in the dimmed room, and long black hair that framed his face perfectly. "Hello there, I'm Seonghwa." He says smiling. I couldn't help the low moan that escaped passed my lips as I looked at him. I could tell he was a man with power, just by his appearance.

He smirked before gesturing for me to turn around fully. I comply still in a trance at how beautiful he was. Seonghwa studies my face before his eyes roam down to my covered body. “Take that off.” He commands, looking deeply into my eyes. I stand slowly, already feeling a slight tremble in my legs and let my robe drop to the floor. “Come here.” He says pointing a few inches in front of him. I muster as much courage as I can making my way in front of him, the smell of vanilla with a hint of coffee filling my nose when I enter his space. 

Seonghwa began circling around me, taking in every inch of my body. I felt as if I was on fire with how intense his gaze was, I could already feel my slick oozing out of my pussy. “Since I introduced myself it’s your turn now, miss…” 

“Y/n.” I say a little too quiet for my liking. 

Stopping in front of me he smiles a now wicked smile, “I have a few rules for our session today y/n.” “One you will call me sir, two I will call you whatever I want, and three the most important rule, you must ask for permission to cum. Am I clear?” He states his dark orbs watching my every move. Words stuck in my throat I could only nod. 

"My little slut lost for words huh?" He taunts, smirking down at me. Shocked at his tone I snapped out of my trance finally taking in what I could see of his figure, I just knew his dick was big. 'Fuck.' I thought my pussy throbbing even more with need. "I- no." I say, trying to remember that I was in control. “No what?," He questions with narrowed eyes. “No sir.” I correct myself quickly, ‘maybe I’m not in control after all’ I thought.

Seonghwa walks away to a black bag on the floor I hadn’t even noticed before. "Take off your clothes," he demands while searching through the bag. I hurriedly discard my clothes, leaving me bare and vulnerable. He looks up at me with lust filled eyes. "Oh baby you're so beautiful," He says walking towards me, red restraints in hand. "Now get on the bed and spread 'em," he commands. I lay down, arms and legs spread wide, as if it were routine for me. "Seems like the little slut is desperate for my touch," Seonghwa smirks. I let out a whimper watching him gaze at my body hungrily. "I've heard so much about you and how much of a little whore you are, I hope to see it soon," Seonghwa hums.

 He carefully tied the restraints on my wrists and ankles, making sure they were secured but loose enough for my comfort. It was something about his aura that made me want to get on my knee and beg him to just fuck me until I passed out.

Stepping back he goes over to his bag discarding his suit jacket unbuttoning a few buttons on his shirt. He reaches in the bag retrieving what seems to be a butt plug with lube. My eyes widened cautiously, leading him to chuckle. “Don’t worry baby, I won’t hurt you unless you ask.” Walking over Seonghwa kneeled between my spread legs taking in my state. I was soaked and desperately in need of his touch. I’ve never felt this sexually frustrated in my life. 

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Seonghwa hungrily eyes y/n body holding himself from ravaging her at once. He’d had his eyes on her for a while now but with his line of work the streets kept him busy…until now.

 I make my way up towards her face taking in her beauty. At once I roughly press my lips against hers, loving the little moan she lets out from the contact. Hungrily kissing her, my hands roam down until I feel her breast. Giving them a slight squeeze, rolling her peaked nubs between my fingers. I’m immediately met with a loud moan making me smirk. Pulling away I inch down taking one nipple into my mouth, still playing with the other loving the sounds y/n made. 

“S-sir please,” she whined squirming under me.

 “Please what?” I questioned smugly, knowing exactly what she wanted. "Please fuck me sir," she begs causing me to laugh. “How pathetic! You’re already begging and we’re just getting started.”

 Kissing down her body I make my way to her soaked core loving how wet she already was for me. Without hesitation I flattened my tongue over her, moaning from how sweet she tasted ’fuck I could eat her out all day’ I thought.

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The minute his tongue touched my folds I saw stars. “Oh my-“ the words caught in my throat as his tongue slipped in and out of my hole at an excruciatingly slow pace. I bucked at the sensation causing him to tighten his grip on my hips. I felt like I was lost in a trance with how his tongue worked magically on my pussy. Alternating from my clit to my hole, slurping up my juices without coming up for air. I could tell he was enjoying it just as much as I was. 

Feeling the heat rise in my belly I attempted to grind on his face but was met with a harsh slap to my thigh causing me to hiss. “I didn’t say you could move,” he mumbles looking up at me with narrowed eyes. “I’m close” I moan out feeling frustrated with his sudden change of pace. The frustration quickly subsided, feeling his fingers rub at my entrance. I look down watching him stare straight into my eyes, easing two fingers deep inside of me with an evil smirk, “remember the rules”. My jaw drops at the fullness followed by the rapid pace of his fingers curling to hit my spot. “Fuckkk!” I moan feeling my legs begin to tremble as the coils tighten more in my stomach. “I-I’m so close. Fuck please sir c-can I cum?” I yell out close to my peak. With that he stops altogether leaving me empty. I whine as tears stream down my face out of frustration, my orgasm slowly fading. “Aww don’t cry you’ll have plenty of chances to cum baby,” he smiles picking up the toy he’d retrieved earlier.

Placing a ton of lube on the toy he reminds me to relax before slowly pushing the toy to my entrance. It goes in with ease giving me a slight feeling of fullness. I watch as he gets off the bed ridding himself of his clothes. With just the mere sight of him naked my orgasm was at its peak again. Seonghwa’s toned abs and muscles flexed as he took his shirt off, long legs and as I guessed a nice dick that was long with enough girth to accompany his god-like body. I was tempted to beg him to release me but he was already one step ahead. Walking up he strokes my head gently before removing the restraints.

"Get on your knees now!" he demands. I scurry on to the floor in front of him. "Suck.” He instructs pulling me roughly by the hair. I immediately take his length in my mouth moaning at the sweet taste similar to honey. "Take it all in." he grunts, forcing my head down causing me to gag. "Good girl." he praises me, “I love to see you take me all the way down like a good little slut.” From Seonghwa’s words I was determined to give the best head of my life.

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Peering down at her figure I groan as I watch her once again take a majority of my cock in her mouth, working the rest with her hands. I restrained myself from fucking into her mouth not wanting to cum too quickly. I allowed y/n to take control this one time just to see how far she’d go. She began teasing my cock head, swirling her tongue around it then sucking it, taking it out of her mouth with a loud pop while looking me straight in the eyes. I moaned smirking at her attitude knowing this was my pay back for teasing her. 

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I played with his cock head loving each and every moan that escaped his mouth. I could tell he was holding himself back from something. “Alright that's enough,” he pulled me up, kissing me sloppily. I could still taste myself on his tongue, both groaning into each other's mouth as we mixed saliva. Breaking up the kiss he bends me over slightly in front of the full mirror, playing at my entrance with his cock before slowly sliding in. We moan in unison at the shared sensation. 

Seonghwa slowly began to thrust inside of me, gripping my hips tightly. “Fuck you’re so fucking tight,” he moans out increasing his speed. I couldn’t help the lewd noises that escaped my mouth with each stroke, I’ve never been fucked this good ever. Lost in my thoughts I suddenly feel a harsh smack on my ass followed by another on the other side. My head snaps up hissing from the pain only to see him staring deeply in my soul with a look I couldn’t pinpoint. “Look at me while I fuck you,” he growls out hip moving even faster. “Each time you look away there will be another smack. Do you understand?” I nod only to have my ass smacked again. “Use your words baby.” He growls again. 

“Yes sir,” I groaned out feeling turned on with how erotic this was.

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I felt like a wild animal the minute I entered her pussy. Damn she was gonna ruin me before I even knew it. I could feel the other side of me slowly coming out the more I fucked her. From the noises she made, to the way her pussy tightened with each thrust, and how beautiful it looked watching us fuck in the mirror I couldn’t help myself. I wanted to look her in the eyes the entire time so this moment would forever be ingrained in her mind. She would be feigning for me and my cock 24/7. 

“Sir can I please cum?” she begged looking at me with pleading eyes. ‘God I wanna make her cry again’ I thought, loving the way she looked earlier. “When I say cum you better cum.” She nodded rapidly as her pussy clenched even tighter around me. After a few more deep strokes I began rubbing her clit.

 “Cum.” I commanded. 

Y/n spasmed on my cock, legs shaking as she let out the loudest scream since the session started. I'm sure everyone in the club could hear her. I continued, helping her ride out her orgasm until she was limp. “You’re such a good slut, I praised picking her up. I wasn’t done just yet.

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After cumming I could barely stand all of my limbs went numb from how much pleasure I felt. Seonghwa picked me up, laying me down in the middle of the bed. ‘This man is crazy’ I thought as I felt him place my legs on his shoulders before entering me. I weakly moaned, loving the fullness again. His hips snapped skillfully hitting my spot over and over again. The noises that filled the room were full of sin. “You hear how wet your pussy is baby?” He groaned looking down at me. “With each stroke your cum coats my cock beautifully.” At that I couldn’t help but pull him down to kiss him. I was drunk off lust and pleasure. Our tongues wrestled for dominance. I won in the end putting all of my feelings into the kiss. He continued to pound into me groaning into my mouth with each thrust. I felt him twitch inside of me as we pulled away from the kiss. “Rub your clit” he commands, repositioning my legs leaving me open and exposed. I matched my movement with the speed of his strokes. “Fuuuck!” He moaned out, feeling me squeeze as my second orgasm approached. “I’m so close.” I groan feeling overwhelmed with pleasure. Seonghwa continued pounding into me, his strokes getting sloppy and erratic. “Sir can I come pleaseee sir.” I cry out feeling the familiar heat rise in my stomach. “Cum baby.” He commands after a few strokes and we release at the same time. I moan loudly, legs trembling, eyes rolling to the back of my head as I feel his cum fill me up completely.

“Baby you did such a good job for me,” Seonghwa praises pulling out of me. He leaned over peppering kisses all over my face before kissing me deeply on my lips. I lazily kissed back feeling exhausted. I could barely keep my eyes open knowing it was time for me to go home for the day. “This won’t be the last time you see me y/n.” Was the last thing I heard him say before sleep took over. When I woke up an hour later I was cleaned up with a blanket covering me. Next to me was a little note that said, “The moment I’ve dreamed of.” and nothing else.

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